Chapter 20
Chapter 20
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 20
Chapter Title: Lewd Antics of the Horny Senior
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The meeting place was a bar near the university.
I deliberately left home ten minutes later than the appointed time.
Rather than arriving early and exchanging greetings with everyone who showed up, it seemed better to slip in late and just greet once.
‘Ugh, cold.’
Even though it was March, the air was biting like the dead of winter.
I wondered if I should’ve worn my puffer jacket instead of the coat just to look stylish.
‘But come to think of it, with a Stamina stat of 10, I shouldn’t catch a cold, right?’
I had no intention of testing it by deliberately getting sick, but if that was the case, sacrificing a bit of warmth for fashion wouldn’t hurt.
Because this time, I’d put real effort into my outfit.
At a glance, it was my usual formal casual look.
But anyone with even passing interest in designer brands would recognize it.
Every piece was luxury wear that cost hundreds per item.
‘Good thing I bought these on a whim.’
It wasn’t that having more money made me prefer luxury brands.
But nothing beat them for subtly flaunting wealth when the need arose.
And the target for that flaunting was still Lee Ye-rin, past and present.
If she felt even a twinge of envy seeing my clothes, these designer pieces would’ve earned their keep.
“Is this the spot?”
I was scanning the area for the commercial building entrance since it was a new place.
‘Why is that person over there...’
Then I spotted a familiar face and hurried over.
“Senior Yoo-ra? What are you doing out here?”
“You finally showed up.”
Was she waiting for me? Her face soured the moment she saw me.
“Why are you so late! I thought you were standing me up!”
“Senior, if you got here first, why wait outside instead of going in?”
“I figured you’d be right behind me, so I waited out here!”
“Why?”
“Uh... Well, just... to go in together or whatever...”
Her hesitant stutter screamed lie, so I cocked my head.
On one hand, it was ridiculous. Was her phone just for show?
She could’ve texted if I was late, but standing out here without a word made no sense.
And she’d clearly been out long enough for her nose and earlobes to turn red.
‘My onahole’s gonna get frostbite.’
Whatever the reason, I grabbed her wrist.
“Let’s head inside first. You’ll catch your death out here.”
“B-before that, just a sec...! I, I’ve got something to tell you...”
“Tell me inside.”
“No. Hear me out here first.”
Lee Yoo-ra shook off my hand, her face dead serious.
Waiting to go in together? Total bullshit. This was her goal all along?
I gave up on dragging her in.
Fine, I’d listen quick and get us inside.
“What is it?”
“You know Lee Ye-rin, right?”
The last name I wanted to hear slipped from Lee Yoo-ra’s lips, and I furrowed my brow.
Not that it pissed me off. I wasn’t some prick who’d flip out over his ex from a month ago.
It was just the instinctive recoil from dredging up shitty memories.
“Yeah. And since you’re bringing her up to me, you know we dated, right?”
“Yeah. I had no clue before. Found out today from a classmate.”
“I know. When we first met, you had no idea who I was after hearing my name.”
Law students usually reacted to my name in one of two ways.
Either they’d never heard it, or they’d go, “Oh~ Lee Ye-rin’s boyfriend?”
Lee Yoo-ra being the first type was preferable—she’d been clueless about me dating her sister.
“So anyway... I just had to let you know this one thing.”
“What?”
“It’s just...”
Lee Yoo-ra suddenly clammed up, hesitating.
I was dying to know what warranted the stall, but I waited without pushing.
We were freezing our asses off out here, so the answer had to come soon. Sure enough, after some internal debate, she finally spoke.
“Truth is, Lee Ye-rin... is my blood sister...!”
“......”
“...?”
I stayed silent, so she glanced up at me.
Seeing that, I tilted my head and said,
“Ah. Got it? That all? Ugh, it’s freezing.”
“...Huh?”
Lee Yoo-ra stared at me, dumbfounded by my non-reaction.
I smirked, grabbing her wrist again.
“If we’re done, let’s get inside the building. It’s cold as balls—why drag people out here for this? If I catch a cold, you taking responsibility?”
Of course, my tardiness meant she’d waited out here way longer than expected.
But who told her to? Not my fault.
I hustled her into the commercial building.
Once in the warmer interior, her even redder nose twitched as she spoke in disbelief.
“You didn’t hear me? I said I’m Lee Ye-rin’s blood sister.”
“Heard you. So?”
What, she want me to do? Pitiful her for the bitch of a sister—console her? Lynch by association?
“You don’t hate her guts or resent her or anything?”
“You weren’t exactly a ray of sunshine from the jump either. Why dredge it up now?”
“Hey! You trying to die? I’m dead serious!”
Lee Yoo-ra cocked her fist like she’d deck me then and there. I cupped her cute threat with both hands.
Then slipped her icy fist into my coat pocket.
“No real thoughts. Just ‘what a wild coincidence.’”
“That’s it?”
“Why? Hoping I’d chew you out over it? Or spank that ass right here?”
“W-what? How’d the convo veer there?! I never said I wanted—”
“I get you’re a hardcore maso for roleplay, Senior, but pick your spots. I’d roll with most, but this place is way too public...”
“What the actual fuck... Sigh. Unreal... Makes me feel stupid for stressing... Whatever, if you’re cool, fine. Hmph!”
She pouted, lips jutting out sullenly.
Truth was, her reactions were too fun to resist teasing. And I knew her angle.
She’d clocked her cheating runaway ex as Lee Ye-rin and felt guilty hiding it, so she manned up to confess.
My grudge was Lee Ye-rin’s alone—not hers.
Shocking they were blood sisters, sure, but it didn’t redirect my hate to Lee Yoo-ra.
‘Unless she egged Lee Ye-rin on to cheat and dump me.’
...Did she?
I hit the elevator button.
“Senior. You didn’t tell Lee Ye-rin to cuck me and bail, right?”
“S-suddenly?”
“Felt like you might’ve. Just checking.”
“...And if I did?”
What then? Why ask if she didn’t know?
“I’d yank your head, drag you outside, peel you bare, and trash your pussy in front of everyone. You’re such a hopeless maso anyway—bet you’d cream yourself watching.”
“Eek... N-no, I didn’t! If I had, would I even tell you she’s my sister...!”
“Knew that. Just messing. But why the blush and shaky voice?”
“...Imagining you railing me like that...”
“Turned on?”
“Uh... kinda... Wait, what are you—Eek!”
She’d barely answered when I pulled her into a hug and shoved my hand up her skirt.
She admitted arousal—Master’s duty to inspect.
Outside-ish, but the lobby was vast.
Elevator still delayed by upper-floor boarders; my coat shielded us from entrants’ views.
-Rub, rub... poke...
“Hah...! Hand straight to... haang...!”
Real talk. Her panties were soaked through.
Light index-middle rub, and more slick oozed out.
‘Making her lose it again.’
I’d already blown a load through her today and planned to chill.
But her blunt honesty about being horny, preemptive sister confession to spare my feelings...
Too damn cute—my dick stirred first.
‘She’ll get worked up drinking. Preheat so I can fuck whenever?’
That thought hit. I pulled my hand out, then slid it down her pantyhose top.
“Hng... Ignore meee... outside... hiit...!”
Scraped her tight slit, spread the folds, plunged fingers in.
-Squelch...! Squelch...!
“Ah♥ haang♥”
“Pussy’s scorching. Best hand-warmer’s Senior’s hole, hands down.”
“Hng... W-what kinda talk... seriously...! Hng... weird shit... haang... stop...!”
“Weirdo’s you. Elevator any sec—what if you’re drenched?”
“Hng... Don’t... knooow... your touch... feels... too gooood... haang!”
“My fault? Nah, hopeless maso Senior.”
“N-no... haang♥”
“Pussy juice stench is thick here, Senior.”
“F-for real...?”
“Deadass reeking. Worried? Then quit leaking, slave slut.”
-Squelch, squelch, schlurp...
“Hiik♥ Ah, ah... aaang... can’t stop... wanna...♥ stir like... that...”
-Squeeze!
Before she finished, I hooked my buried fingers, pressing the lumpy spot just inside.
Instantly.
“......!!!!! Kyaa...! Ooooooh♥!!!!”
-Jerk!
Lee Yoo-ra’s body bucked skyward. Tiptoes screaming, her moan echoed down the first-floor hall.
Louder rebound in the space—second floor might’ve caught it.
-Spurt! Splurt!!!
Pussy predictably squirted.
No dramatic cascade; instead, it darkened her black stockings further.
“Huuut, uuut...”
“Whoa. Disaster averted.”
I propped her as shaky legs buckled her toward collapse.
Time passed; she stood on her own, but scanned around like hunting something.
She snatched my wrist, pointing at the bathroom.
“Huuut... Han-sol... one time... pleeease...”
“Yeah?”
Her face was off—flushed, ass cocked back, thighs grinding desperately like a dog desperate to shit.
“Q-quick, once then up. Pleeease...? Can’t... hold it...♥”
She’d gone into full heat right here.